I'm Really a Villain!

This kind of effect that is almost against the sky is not tolerated by the sky.

This is also the reason why Saint Zixia must make a breakthrough today, even if the main force of the Holy Court is still in the Demon Realm, she can't delay.

Because once the time has passed, the ghost face flower of life soul will be destroyed.

"Your ambition is a little too big," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

He Feiyang stared at Xu Zimo, and then said: "Fellow Daoist Xu, does our agreement still count?"

"What agreement?"

"You protect the way for me, and I will give you the other half of the Fengshen inheritance."

"It still counts, but I have to add another condition," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

He Feiyang seemed to have thought of something when he heard this, and he said with fierce eyes, "I won't give you a ghost face."

"Don't be so absolute, don't you want to reincarnate and rebuild, I can help you," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, don't go too far," He Feiyang said, narrowing his eyes slightly.

What he wanted was not only reincarnation and recultivation, but also wanted to use the ghost face flower of the soul of life to add another soul of life and death to himself.

"If the fish dies and the net breaks, you end up with nothing."

"No, I can't get what I want," Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.

"Kill," He Feiyang didn't want to procrastinate, he yelled, carrying ten thousand rays of light, he swooped down like the sky, and killed Xu Zimo.

When he came down, the sky and the earth shook, thunder flashed, and this small world was shattered.

"It's not enough, your current cultivation is not my opponent," Xu Zimo shook his head.

Ba Ying soared into the sky, and directly slashed at the sky.

Chapter 1355 Doomsday Storm, How Difficult is Creation?

This knife sliced ​​through the sky, and there seemed to be a horizontal moat between the sky and the earth.

He Feiyang's rushing figure had already let Yu Bo fly out before touching the sword intent.

After retreating a dozen steps in a row, the figure stopped.

"You are obviously the emperor, why do you have the power of law?" He Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly and asked solemnly.

"As I said, no one can stop what I want," Xu Zimo said.

He Feiyang snorted coldly, as if he was dissatisfied with Xu Zimo's arrogant words.

"What I don't give, no one can take from me."

I saw He Feiyang standing in the void, with the air of standing alone and looking down on everything.

The aura of Zixia around him kept moving towards him, and the aura around him became stronger and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the holy prestige has already permeated.

The majestic force is raging against the sky, and the hurricane is roaring.

"So what now?" He Feiyang snorted coldly.

"Look next to you," Xu Zimo said with a chuckle.

He Feiyang turned his head, and his face changed drastically in an instant, because there was still a man standing beside Minghun Guilianhua.

This man is Baimon.

What frightened He Feiyang was that he didn't know when the other party was standing there.

Staring at Baimeng, He Feiyang spoke for a long time and said, "Holy King?"

Bai Meng smiled without saying a word, his right hand shrouded in devilish energy, and slowly grabbed the ghostly face of the soul of life.

"Who are you?" He Feiyang asked quickly.

He was also a little uncertain.

"I'm just a subordinate of the lord, a little magic general," Baimon shook his head.

As if his name wasn't worth mentioning.

"Are you kidding, he is a great emperor, so he has such virtue and ability," He Feiyang obviously didn't believe it.

"The things in this world are not something you can guess," Baimon shook his head slightly.

"Pretending to be a ghost," He Feiyang said coldly: "No matter who you are, you can't take away the face of the ghost."

"What you say doesn't count," Baimon shook his head.

His right hand has already grasped the flower of Minghun ghost face, and the flower has already produced a spirit.

He actually resisted Baimeng very much, and there was a powerful force coming from the petals, constantly struggling to break free from Baimeng's big hand.

"Looking for death," He Feiyang shouted.

The aura of purple clouds all over his body permeated thousands of miles, and in a short period of time, he raised his cultivation base to the level of becoming a saint a long time ago.

"I heard that your ancestors once dreamed of destroying the world and created a trick. I wonder how well you have learned it?" Xu Zimo laughed aside.

He Feiyang is a descendant of Fengshen Tianwu. Tianwu almost destroyed the world back then, but was finally suppressed and killed.

The reason for this has passed several times, and I am afraid that no one knows.

"Just try it and you'll know," He Feiyang said calmly without getting angry.

He closed his eyes slightly, brewing a little.

Then a breeze flashed in his eyes.

"The wind is everywhere, it can blow past, and it can also sweep the world."

He Feiyang said with a solemn face.

He seemed to be praying, and the wind was blowing around him.

Starting from a ray of breeze, it became violent, covering the sky and covering the earth, the sky was dim and the earth was dark, and it wanted to wreak havoc on the sky and the earth.

"Doomsday Storm."

The wind between heaven and earth has changed, it is no longer an ordinary wind, but a black one, like a dead hurricane before the end of the day.

The wind was everywhere, and when it blew across Xu Zimo's face, it was like a knife scraping, which was painful.

The wind between heaven and earth gathered around He Feiyang, forming a tornado storm.

The pitch-black storm split open the sky, leaving behind a face riddled with holes.

"Kill," He Feiyang controlled the doomsday storm, and went directly to Baimeng to kill.

"Very good move, the law of wind has been comprehended to the extreme.

If you wait until you reach the Holy King, you may be able to rely on the shade of your ancestors to feel traces of rules," Baimeng praised.

"But after all, the realm is still too low.

If you don't step over the holy king, how can you fight me? "

In He Feiyang's heyday, he was only a great sage, and he was still one step away from a holy king.

He has been preparing for so many years now, just to surpass the Holy King and have two souls of life and death.

With a wave of Baimon's right hand, the devilish energy of despair condensed into a scythe of despair.

Holding a sickle in his hand, it was like death coming.

Looking at the doomsday storm that was coming, he slashed down with a scythe.

This looks like just an ordinary scythe.

But when it was cut out, the world seemed to be cut to pieces, and this small world was shattered.

Even He Feiyang had the illusion that the sickle had cut his neck.

Even his soul was harvested.

The whole body was cold for only a moment, although He Feiyang knew that all this was just an illusion.

Finally, the heyday was split open with a single blow.

The doomsday storm was wiped out by this knife.

As if this is the real doomsday, the real destruction.

Seeing this scene, He Feiyang swallowed hard and remained silent for a long time.

Watching helplessly, the ghost face flower of the soul of life was pulled up by Baimeng, and then handed over to Xu Zimo.

He smiled wryly and said, "I shouldn't have provoked you at all. I'm leading a wolf into the house."

He used Fengshen inheritance as bait before, trying to draw the demons into the game.

How did I find out that when the power reaches a certain level, all conspiracies are nothing more than chickens and dogs.

"When do you plan to hand over the rest of the inheritance to me," Xu Zimo asked.

"Do you still have the face to ask me for inheritance?" He Feiyang said, "Do you think I will give it to you?"

"Why not?" Xu Zimo asked back.

"What if I can make you become the Holy King successfully?"

"Are you willing to give me back the ghost face flower?" He Feiyang said in surprise.

"You don't have to be a ghost to make you a saint king," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Oh, I would like to hear more about it," He Feiyang replied.

He thinks that Xu Zimo is talking big, because his reincarnation ability is a complicated matter.

Without the help of a fetish like Life Soul Ghost Face Flower, it would be difficult to achieve it.

Even he himself has no hope in his heart.

"When you reincarnate and rebuild, what you lack is the baptism of the power of law and a little power of creation," Xu Zimo said.